Woetman Foto- Rumle Skafte, Aarhus Teater.

Af Peter-Clement Woetmann / Foto: Rumle Skafte, Aarhus Teater

 

A  Blå as one as blue eyes not far away lets dance my dear min kære lad bladene falde fra threes oh so pretty no
B  So blue as green in gule farver under øjnene så store stråler stirrer helt ind i solen helt ud af solen
A Helt ind bag øjnene eyes of blå und bjerge bergen 
B Bjerge kroppe no corps out of blue water waves
A Waving with hænderne over hoderne blue as blå øjne som dine blå øjne
B Eyes of sorg of corps i vandkanten sandkanten 
A yellow drinks on greek coast
B Blue shot on the roof of tomorrow
A No life in those eyes 
B My eyes as øjne as blue as himlen
A No
B Yes
A  No
B Yes
A Men dance my dear min kære træerne falder om bladene
B green as no more aldrig 
A blue as always a new skull bag smiling
B   som tang in water little bird cry grædende indtil vinteren strakte sig
A indtil water fyldte lungerne red all red of no more swimming
B No more eyes in those eyes
A bare åbne øjne blue not yet blue as a nice himmel
B Flowing kroppe arme i bløde bevægelser
A Bløde af driften af stream on greek coast, croatian coast
B Not yet there not yet near anywhere
A So blue as blå as dine augen
B  as tears as salt as havet, das meer
A Kan ikke mere, not my eyes dreaming on the coast of turkey
B Not my lips så våd som oceans and cold so cold
A A blanket just a blanket at lægge rundt om kroppen
B Sandet gult not as blue as himlen
A I saw en kvinde dance all night in red light blue eyes
B Yellow dress undress a coast of corps
A a morning sun as always
B alting lyst så lyst
A always changing nothings changing
B Blue eyes alle porte lukket
A  You don’t need to tørre op